Blood Healing

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Ruya

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"He can heal?" Sian sounded doubtful.

"Unlike us all," Aariye stated, "his blood is the strongest, it will be good enough healing balm."

I tried cracking my eyes open, knowing I had been out for a while. But it was a difficult task, the heaviness in my lids was killing me.

But unlike before I felt slightly better.

I tried voicing out my thoughts, but all that came out was a croak.

"Ruya, you awake?" Sian asked me, his voice closer to my face, as if checking for my breathing.

So just for confirmation, I nodded at him, gaining the strength to do that with better ease than before.

I heard Tae breath out relieved, "Oh good then, I had been worried for a while, but... we are in Jashuen Xergo's care, like his dorm, so I will have to leave, he said it will take some time for you to fully heal. He did use some weird powdery stuff on you a while before. And well... I send Blen and Yuho back earlier after you became stable enough," he paused, "I think it is safe to say that you won't be leaving tomorrow for classes, me, Blen and Yuho will come to pick you up in the evening. So stay here like a good boy okay and rest properly."

I wanted to know why Sian couldn't stay with me, but he did say it was Jashuen's dorm, so maybe it had something to do with that.

"I will be leaving then," he was speaking to Aariye I guess, because his voice now sounded much calmer and distant.

"Take care," Aariye replied to him rather cheerily, "Gigi and Seok are going to drop you off on the way."

Then the conversation ended and I was left at peace.

Or so I thought, for as soon as I heard Aariye and Sian leave, I felt another presence in the room, one that I was familiar with but not at the same time. It wasn't Jashuen though.

I shuddered, as the same presence came closer to me, making me feel the heat from him, as if he was reaching out to me, more specifically for something on my chest.

Something hard and metal.

I realized it late that it was the same pendant Jashuen had given me and the stranger was actually seeming interested in it. I didn't remember when I had worn it, hadn't I kept it in my pocket? The memory was vague, I felt like I had worn it sometime, but I forgot mostly. Maybe my mind was still hazy.

Maybe I had temporary amnesia.

I choked on the thought.

And flinched when the foreign hand placed itself on my pendant, touching it, feeling it, and a certain urge of defense mechanism had me moving, the strength a surprise even for me.

I slapped the hand away and heard the instant reaction to it as the intruder gasped.

"Sorry Ruya, was just curious."

So it was June. The kind yet sketchy character.

Well I couldn't say anything in reply, but I was sure not happy with his probing... and was I naked?

I did feel the softness of a blanket on me, but my torso felt bare.

And that set warning bells ringing through my mind, these people weren't straight guys, who knew they could take advantage of me very easily. Now that even Sian wasn't here.

And I hadn't forgotten, what Luer had told me, she had been very clear about her declaration, all I wanted now was the validation to prove her wrong.

I heard the door open and finally at last my frantic heart seized its beating, I could feel Jashuen in the room, his weird intoxicating scent stronger today.

Had he gone for a walk? Because you know... how certain perfumes and colognes smelled stronger if placed on wet skin.

"June," he said the name in greeting.

"Sorry, I hadn't figured it out sooner...." June was hesitating. Hmm.

If I would have been better I would have taken interest in where the conversation could go, but all I felt was restlessness instead.

"Really, I don't blame you, we will meet tomorrow before I leave, tell this to the entire group."

"All of them?"

"Yes."

"Then I will take my leave," June hinted, "Ruya seems restless, so you may want to focus on that."

Now I knew he may have super hearing, but it was creepy to know the detail, I wasn't even moving, aside from that time of abrupt defense. How can he know I was restless, only my heart was erratic? For some reason.

I heard soft movements followed by the door closing at distance.

I ideally thought it felt strange knowing I was to be left alone with Jashuen. It had been awkward with him since before. But I was thankful for him for helping me through.

"Time for you to get healed properly." I heard Jashuen say.

I wasn't able to reply to it, but then again it wasn't needed since he straight away shoved his bleeding wrist into my mouth, forcing me to taste him despite knowing I wasn't into drinking blood, I was human.

It was shocking, rendering me baffled.

If it had been a better situation for me, I would have gotten angry at his treatment, but something told me he was genuinely concerned for me and his ways weren't for his amusement alone.

My first reaction was to try and flinch away, choke on his blood, but he refused to take his wrist back and I was forced to drink, which again, tasted like nectar, honey, cocoa and all those sweet candy stuff I liked from afar.

It wasn't gross at all.

It was bizarre.

The rush of blood into my mouth was warm and thick, turning my insides into mush. The heat of it evoking a strange sensation in my gut and I belatedly found myself getting aroused by the taste of him.

What?

I gulped down the collecting blood in my mouth, feeling the stream of red draining down my throat.

It was bad, whatever he was trying to do, but I hoped it wasn't that bad. Because in any dictionary, drinking blood was a bad sign.

It was powerful though, the sensation of doing this bloody stuff, but I was aware of how far fetched it would seem a tale if anyone normal was to hear of it.

The static in the air thrilled me to the core, as I started receiving more energy into my veins, rendering me close to moaning downright shrill.

It was embarrassing and weird, but here I was, drinking away his blood like it was a softdrink.

When I finally felt his wrist lifting up away from my mouth, I absently felt the urge to snatch his hand back into my grasp. Another sign of me not being okay in his presence.

It was definitely bad. Was vampire blood addictive?

I opened my eyes slowly, taking in the bleary film collected from unuse.

However, as I was busy subtly tracing his blood remnant from my lips and blinking my eyes to settle in the scene, the view of his face so close to mine, bending over me to observe... it felt too intimate, and I unconsciously jerked back against my soft pillow. Still, who was I to blame him, I was beginning to see a pattern here.

His eyes were normal though, not yet any change in color to depict abnormal behavior, which in my case was more valid than his.

Liking your friend's blood, specially a vampire's, was considered abnormal in my language.

My mind could register what I was doing, but somehow it made sense and I wasn't resisting my urges.

"You seem to like the feel of my blood, didn't know humans were this addictive," he spoke in a joking manner, though with a rougher voice, as if aroused by me, but we were friends, why would he be aroused.

And wasn't giving his blood to me painful and scarring?

It must be my mind, imagining things on its own. He was simply trying to help me heal, my lustful craving felt totally unrealistic here.

"You taste sweet, not really my fault," I boasted, with a quivery voice, "But thank you," I got a bit serious, "I feel much much much better now."

Although he simply chuckled at me, licking his broken skin until it healed, not that I was complaining about the view, it was rather magnificent. His strong stare boring holes into me and his lips curled into a small smile as his tongue slid in and out upon his slit wrist.

He was handsome, a very beautiful man if I would dare say, his skin a clear pale with greyish vibrant eyes. The blond hair a given crown to his head, so silky and smooth.

I resisted the urge to trail down the drop of blood that had escaped his quick-healing torn skin, giving me a glimpse to my unusual thirst.

I shuddered, glancing back to his sharp eyes.

"Why are you watching me like that?" he asked me, placing his hand on his side, hidden by the bed post. And I just noticed I was on a bed, sleeping inside the grey blankets, warm and comfortable, while he was kneeling on the floor next to me, looking up from his position.

It was a contrast to the harsher stone interior around us. Certainly. His strong presence was delicate enough to be called soft.

The cozy and dark lace tying the place together made the vibes feel more stagnant. As if time had simply stopped.

Jashuen on the other hand went well with the grace of the space. Contrasting yet belonging.

"This your place?" I asked boldly, his eyes widening at my stronger tone.

"Yes, but not really, this is a guest room, my own place is next to this one."

"Perks of being a part of Trinity?"

He giggled, "Maybe."

I hummed, listening to his voice felt great. And by pure chance my eyes were instantly drawn to his neck when he shifted slightly to sit next to me, instead of on the floor where he had been previously. The placement actually brought him closer to me, so that his eyes looked down on me instead. If it was some intimidation tactics, then it was working well.

I gulped, noticing that one particular pulse on his neck flickered with his every breath. Like I knew I was no Vampire okay, but then why was I drawn to his pulse like that?

The situation came to further halt when he leaned down on me, staring right into my eyes, although I was more interested in watching his neck instead.

"Do I smell nice?" he asked me slyly, and it was strange that he did.

I just nodded, there was no denying it, he did smell real good.

"What do I smell like?"

My focus went back to his studying gaze, since I realized now how vague and out of context the question was.

"Why do you wanna know?" I could hear the defensive tone in my voice already.

But he wasn't easily threatened was he, "Curiosity?"

I watched him some more, before I sat up slightly to get hold of his waist, bringing him closer to me to have a sniff at his neck. Well if he could be weird, I could be weirder.

I closed my eyes, taking him in, inhaling all he was worth. "Sweet, masculine," I breathed, my lips close to his pulse point, "honey... addicting..." I groaned into his neck, "damn you smell so nice Jashu." It was like I was drowning into his scent, it had started to make me dizzy again. It was very strong, so strong that I felt a shiver course through my vein, hot lava flowing into my heart.

Shit.

This wasn't the case earlier.

It was like I was inhaling aphrodisiac now.

"I smell that nice to you?" he purred, really purred with a calmer tone, and I didn't ignore the hint of husk somewhere in there, drawing my attention to him, even if being naked under the sheets felt uncomfortable to me.

If only he could join me...

Wait.

What?

But the abrupt halt in my thoughts did not stop me from licking his skin, since he wasn't doing a great job of moving away, rather tilting his head back further to expose more of himself to me. As I lingered directly above his pulse point.

I sucked on the patch, taking in his sweet taste.

His fingers dragging my head down by hooking into my hair, thought all was lost to me, my sole focus on his strong pulse alone.

Sucking it red, I lingered until he gasped from the shock of my tease.

"Didn't we agree to be friends, behave..."

I groaned at his labored statement, full of contradictory belief.

"Then why are you this tasty?" I asked softly, not even caring how enamored I sounded for him.

Where was it even coming from?

And so suddenly?

He shoved me back, to my surprise and embarrassment, but then replaced my target from his pulse to his finger.

A single small index finger, was pushed into my mouth, tasting like tangy delights as I got over my shock and actually dared to... suck it?

Yes, damn, I sucked it alright, even rolled my tongue over it.

Very aware of how erotic I must look, for his eyes started to turn a shade of delicate coffee and then a vibrant copper.

"Are you this attracted to me," he spoke deeply, "even ready to suck my finger?"

If that was to shame me into stopping than it did the opposite, I was even more ferocious with my oral assault on his digit.

Maybe it was his stance with me that made me this careless, his gleaming eyes, all beady with their stare.

My craze for him sincerely was making me sick, but at the same time it was a very alluring choice.

I must have hit my head along the way.

He bit his lips, the copper of his iris now blazing deep red and blowing wide. It was a blatant reminder of his kind, vampirism, but I wasn't really interested in focusing on that. For now his delicate yet strong scent and the finger doing wonders to my mouth, that was all I was aware of.

I shamelessly let my saliva drip over him, since he was now sitting mostly into my lap. The air around us was thick with something more than just attraction and lust and I was pretty sure he could feel my hardening dick somewhere beneath his knee.

"You can have a taste you know..." he offered.

There remained a perception of what taste he was addressing, but at the moment, it depended on me of how I wanted to decipher his code. So I tightened my jaws and bit hard on the same finger I was sucking, noticing how he barely flinched.

The minute his blood started to flow into my streams, I was a goner, the same sense of stagnant relief washing over me, my head feeling lighter and my senses feeling ambiguous.

I moaned with wanton abandon as if I just came, which wasn't the case, but his blood did things to me. I felt high on drugs, the best quality which only Jashuen could provide me with. It was unlike anything else I had ever tasted and craved, and I was a mafia's son, there was nothing I hadn't tasted in my lifetime, well aside from the exotics of middle west.

"More?" he asked me, as I kept sucking on his bleeding finger, with eyes closed to experience the best taste.

"You are wearing my gift," he caught me, suddenly groaning, his other palm sliding over his gift, then my chest and lingering at the muscles, dipping on the contours with delight.

I arched my back when he surprised me with his pinch, directly on my sensitive nipple. Damn him.

If it wasn't hot.

I cried when he started to snatch away his finger from my mouth, I had yet to let go of his taste, I needed more.

My hands went on their own to bring him back to me, but he slapped it away and pinned me on his mattress, hovering over me like the predator he was.

"More than anything, I like seeing this side of yours. So expressive and reckless." He kissed my neck, licking over the expanse of my chin.

I shivered, with desire swirling.

"Don't make me lose control now, I think I promised to you I won't be like this. Remind me of the deal again."

I ignored him and his piercing stare, but rather settled on kissing his lips this time, it wasn't blood, but it tasted just as divine.

Jashuen actually had the audacity to chuckle at me breaking our kiss, but he cut himself off as soon as I rolled him over and pinned him down instead.

The minute I was above him, I felt the cold of the room as the sheets slid down my back. And well, I was naked, but who was I to care, and I am sure neither did he.

"Show me what you got." He whispered, sounding so conniving.

So I readily took the bait, going in for a miniature version of sex, dry humping. The silk of his black top and slacks rubbing deliciously against my naked pelvic. Creating this smooth slide which carved his heated pants into my mind.

Even if Jashuen always looked so elegant and refined, I could always feel he was far from the image he reflected, the person I saw was simply a mirage.

And holy hell, the minute I sucked his pulse on the neck, the loud groan from him made me even more aroused, the lust urging me to do things to him I hadn't even ever thought of before.

Like... I wasn't really into eating someone's heart out.

Why was I even thinking along those lines?

It confused me, hindering my thoughts.

Jashuen must have taken note of my sudden hesitation in continuing, so taking that as an opportunity he rolled me over the second time and settled above me with his thighs on both side of my hips.

While his all knowing expression told me he actually knew what I was thinking about.

"Why do you look like you want to kill me right now? Did I do something wrong?"

"W-What are you talking about," I had to clear my throat before speaking, I was that unfocused and unbalanced.

"Well people often complain to me that their baser instinct comes out to play if they get involved with me." He paused with a smile, looking strangely happy. "So you don't have to hesitate, whenever that happens just tell me of it."

"B-But I just thought of mutilating you. That is not me."

He laughed, "Oh? Well all species have a unique ability and mine is arising violence in people, bleeding their minds with dark thoughts.... reason why many don't like me that much."

I was still half skeptical and half hard when his eyes glowed a bright hue of red, pinning me breathless as he huffed out a smirk. "So do you hate me now? I mean which creature wouldn't."

It was startling to hear his double voice again, like two people were speaking to me, it was eerily triggering... but also familiar.

Still, I did seem to snap out of my earlier daze, I felt like I knew now why he was a part of the trinity. The heat in my body turned ice cold.

"Are you unsure?" he asked me, breathing in my skin, when he should be doing it to himself, I didn't smell great.

I shuddered, nodding with fearfully aroused eyes. He was really something, and my attraction to him only managed to expand more.

Our moment got disturbed though when the door to our room flew open and in walked June. Through my haze I couldn't see his expression or his reaction, all I was focused on was to hide myself better beneath Jashuen and hope my position with the Trinity male didn't get into rumors mills. I wasn't into males, but it was strange how attracted I was to Jashuen. I was man enough to conclude that.

"What is the meaning of this?" Jashuen growled at the intruder, his double voice even sharper, clearly not very happy with the situation himself.

"I am sorry Jashuen, but you should know we are surrounded by... them, they are here for questioning."

I peeked through my lashes to see what was the deal when Jashuen huffed, if anything his eyes glowing even brighter if possible. I feared if he got any brighter, his eyes were going to be the new torches in the house.

Well all was forgotten when June stepped closer, I got his scent into my nose and all I could think of was killing him. The brutal emotions managing to make me repulsed by my own self. Or maybe it was because of Jashuen, he did announce some curious personality traits just a minute back.

I hadn't noticed when I had started to get up and act out on my plan though, but I was doing it and unaware of the eyes watching my slow aggressive response.

"What is-" June started but he was cut off when Jashuen pushed me down on my back, tightening his fingers around my neck to keep me from lashing out. "Seems like you are more influenced, more than the others."

How had he known I was ready to pounce on June to gouge his eyes out?

Maybe my behavior gave away that.

i struggled though, trying to free my neck from his grabby palm, the heck, the man was strong.

"Ruya?"

I huffed, "I know, but I really want to do something horrible right now."

Jashuen sighed, "Maybe your conscience isn't the best around me when you are this pliant. But I couldn't even blame you, ingesting my blood magnifies a person's response to me."

So his blood made it worse?

Still, it felt like he was hiding more from me, although, I wouldn't blame him for that.

"...he still lives?" June cracked whatever tense situation we had going, his voice taking on a very interested tone.

"Should I have been dead?" I snapped, feeling colder.

"His personality did twist but he remains the same," Jashuen stated, more to himself than the two of us, probably about me, but then he turned a perfect arched eyebrow at June, "I would have thought you would have already known."

The amusement in Jashuen's tone made me falter, it was like they were talking about me but not me.

I scowled at both of them and shifted to cover myself up some more, June taking the hint with slight blush, looking at Jashuen pointedly. "What about our guests?"

"I am coming, you handle the greetings."

June nodded and went back out. Which was good for me, my heart not telling me to pounce on him anymore.

"So..." Jashuen stated, his lips forming a soft smirk, eyes darker than red. "Do you want to pay me back for my kindness?"

I gulped, something felt off here.

"What do you want?"

His eyes smiled down at me, contradicting his positive vibe. "Want to be my consort for the day?"

"W-What?" My eyes widened hilariously.